Sudden Inheritance

[Viper]

An RP between

@Waylah and I.

Your wealthy but mysterious grandfather dies and you are the sole surviving heir. Within the same week you packed up your past life and were brought to the estate your grandfather owned. It is very isolated but other than the occasional feeling of loneness and isolation, everything here is perfect. The house is unreal, like a small castle; you have servants that are odd but attentive, every meal is a feast even though you are the only one that eats, you have a tutor that seems to have an answer to everything you ask, and your closet is all hand made by a personal tailor. You have no idea how your grandfather afforded this yet the servants assure you that as long as you stay at the estate, everything will work out. This is getting difficult though, for at night you hear strange things outside of your window and whenever you try to investigate a servant is conveniently around to escort you back to your room. Almost daily mutilated animals and bloody messages are found pinned on the outskirts of the estate walls. Worst of all however are the envelops you continue to find hidden within your bedroom, warning you of the dangers you will face if you stay inside of the estate and what will happen if the servants ever find these envelopes

 

[Viper]

It was the fifth of November the day everything changed for Miss Azzakar. Only hours after the death of her grandfather, Louis Claret Azzakar, the orphanage heard a knock echo through the walls. There were no appointments made and it was far to late to accept walk ins, yet the woman answered the door anyway. Standing a few steps in front of a white motorcycle was a blonde woman in a suit. She only stood at about five foot three inches yet the dark suit she wore and her nearly bloodshot gaze suggested that she was older than she appeared at first glance. "I need to speak with Miss Azzakar." The woman said unblinking to the woman who opened the door. With a slight attitude the older woman told her that visiting hours were over and that she would have to come back tomorrow. The woman went to slam the door shut but was shocked to find a black boot positioned between the door frame and the door itself, the owner didn't even flinch as her foot was nearly crushed. "I will go as long as you give this to Miss Azzakar." Without waiting for an answer the blonde woman gave a rather thick manila envelope to the older woman and left, driving into the night without bothering to introduce herself or explain why the envelope was so important. The woman considered looking through the mysterious package but feeling slightly bothered now, decided to give the package to Maven immediately. Inside was the death certificate of Louis Azzakar, the deeds to the estate and a will stating that every penny of his wealth was to be given to his granddaughter on the single condition that she took ownership of the estate. Needless to say,Maven signed the deeds and discovered that she only has one week to pack her meager belongings and make peace with her fellow orphans before she would be collected.


When the week had passed and it was time to be picked up, Maven found not a taxi like she expected but a shining limousine waiting outside, just for her. With nothing more than a nod the same blonde woman who had delivered the life changing package opened the limousine door and waited. Eventually everything was ready to go and the woman took her place behind the drivers seat and drove out of the city. It was at least a twelve hour drive to the estate and the limo stopped only a handful of times in order to go to the restroom or gas up, there was no need to stop for food because the sleek vehicle was stocked with snacks ranging from yogurt to candy bars while drinks were less varied, however there were a few kinds of soda pop and Gatorade to choose from. When the pair of woman finally turned off of the main road and into the vast forest by way of a cobblestone road, it was dusk. The sun was just starting to set behind the estate, illuminating it in an unearthly orange glow that almost gave the entire estate the appearance of being on fire. This million dollar fortress was Miss Azzakar's new home and the new mistress of the house was left just inside of the gates, alone, with the directions to head straight towards the main building while the driver parked the car, inside would be someone who would assist her.

 

[Waylah]

Maven stood alone, staring quietly at the large property before her. Her head spun, and she had to resist the urge to pinch herself to ensure she is was dreaming. She sighed numbly, and proceeded forward regardless of the chills she had received from the suspicious glow of the house. The muggy heat and smells of the surrounding environment were the first things to greet her as she slowly treaded up the fancy stone path. 'Everything is so green here' Maven thought to herself as she took note of the various planters scattered around the decorative fountains, and of course the surrounding forest. As she walked, she listened closely to the sounds of the all the creatures hurrying about to find shelter before the night, and almost begun to feel guilty for trapping herself in such a similar situation... In the city, it would not have mattered if she had been out late, for everything had been lit... but out here in the vast expanse of trees, there was no place to hide from the darkness other than in the buildings of her estate... And being that she was not a particular fan of the dark, or being lost in it, she knew that she had placed herself into yet another invisible curfew, at least until she knew her surroundings better, and possibly some friends... She frowns at the thought of having to rely on a strangers yet again, especially ones who would most likely have little cares about her in retrospect to the money they were being given to serve on her... She begins to ponder on what to do with them, and decides it will be much better to think of the issue after she has met them, and has a chance to rest up from the journey she took to get here...


Maven climbs up the stairs to the entrance of the big house hesitantly, knowing that once she enters, there will be no chance to walk back out to the life she was leaving behind. With one final deep breath, she opens the massive doors, and steps inside.

 

[Viper]

When Maven touched the handle of the doors it suddenly swung open, causing her to stumble slightly forward. "Ah, I thought I heard Halina pull in." A voice began from just inside the doorway. "Welcome Miss Azzakar, we have been looking forward to your arrival." When Marven looked up she saw a pale man who was also wearing a formal black suit. He smiled warmly at her with eyes that were so blue they appeared silver, however she only got a flash of them before he bowed humbly, his midnight hair falling over his face and covering his eyes, "My name is Dorian Challace. I served your grandfather, and now you, as the head adviser and butler. Should you have any questions or requests, do not hesitate to ask me." With introductions out of the way Dorian straightened his back and stood up straight, looking down on Marven by more than a foot. Grandly the butler motioned towards a set of doors on the left side of the foyer, "Forgive me, Miss Azzakar, please enter, we have already taken the liberty of preparing dinner for you. If you will just leave your bags here, the maid will take them to your room." Dorian stepped out of the way of his new mistress and she was finally able to get a full view of the inside of her new home.


The floors were made entirely of marble tiles and were shining to the point that they reflected the chandelier and mosaic found on the ceiling. The mosaic looked to be telling a story but for now, the story was a mystery. Kamari stepped into the building, directly onto a scarlet carpet which stretched from the entrance all the way up the set of stairs. From where she was standing she could see a large portrait of her grandfather when he was a bit younger hanging on the landing , yet his grim demeanor was still painfully obvious. Lastly, the second floor was not a mystery as it commonly was in middle to low class homes, instead there was a wooden balcony looking over the foyer and even from the doorway it was clear that no expenses had been spared on the second floor either.


Marven threw her bags to the floor and followed Dorian through the left doorway, which he held open for her before running to the sole seat found at the head of the table and pulling it out for her. The dining room was just as grand as the foyer but the steaming buffet of food streaming out before her masked the beauty. There was a full turkey, spaghetti, salads, mashed potatoes, sushi, casserole, an assortment of soups, a bowl of fruit, alfredo and the list goes on. The dessert and drink options were just as diverse, wine was even supplied even though she was underage. "Will this suffice? If none of these are to your liking the chef will prepare something else." Dorian questioned as if he was just asking a person what their favorite color was, yet he did so with a slight accent that marven was unable to place.

 

[Waylah]

Maven gaped at the display of food before her speechlessly... As if everything else hadn't been enough already... First the Limo, then the property itself, THEN the inside of the this place, COMPLETE with a BUTLER... and now... THIS!? 'I hope this isn't all for me...' Maven thought skeptically... "So who else is coming?" She asked, already regretting that she knew the answer... "This can't just be for me... right?"

 

[Viper]

Dorian chuckled as if she asked the most foolish question, "But of course it is, Miss Azzakar , who else?" Dorian gracefully ran his fingers through his styled hair, somehow making it appear even more refined. He fetched Maven her food and drink since most of it was out of reach from the head of the table and then waited for her to get a few bites in before speaking up again "Now I do not wish to spoil your meal but there are a few rules that are set out in order to keep you safe." He cleared his throat and placed both hands behind his back and raised his head as he listed the rules, "First, do not leave your room past midnight. Second, the building you saw when you entered is also off limits for it has fallen to disrepair. Third, we do not have any phones or computers on the premises, should you need to get a message out, Halina, the driving woman, will deliver it through the mail service. The last rule, and the most important, do not ever step outside of the estate walls without one of us in attendance and I do mean ever. Is this understood?" He raddled off the rules as if he had done it a hundred times yet when he told the final rule he spoke seriously.

 

[Waylah]

Maven listened to the rules attentively, agreed with most in fact, but the concept of being forbidden to walk around inside her own home past midnight bothered her... It was not like she was a night owl or anything, but it was her house now wasn't it? Why were there rules at all? And why was it such a big deal to stay within the walls of the estate? Wasn't it just common sense to have a "buddy" with you if you wanted to go into a forest? "So... if I go out of my room past midnight, would the limo turn into a pumpkin?" She joked sheepishly, regretting it immediately... Dorian seemed to be getting more and more intimidating by the second... The way his eyes cut into her... 'I hope the rest of the staff here aren't as creepy as this guy...' She shuddered to herself.

 

[Viper]

Once again he laughed, perhaps a bit more than he should have "You could say that." Once he had wiped the tears from his eyes be went back to his formal poster and tone, "My apologies for that outburst, mistress. I will try not to let that happen again." He then left you in peace to eat, until a loud chime echoed through the estate. It rang seven times, signalling that dusk had just started. "Ah, look at how time flies. Your schedule is clear for the rest of the day, the night is yours. I could give you a tour of the estate if your would like, or would you prefer to explore on your own?"

 

[Waylah]

As tempting as it was to poke around on her own, Maven decided that because it was her first night, she might as well get a tour with someone who knew what they were doing... "A tour would be great, thank you Dorian," She replied. "Would it be at all possible for you to tell me a little bit about my Grandfather while we walk? I never exactly got the chance to meet him..."

 

[Viper]

"Whatever your desire is, I shall fulfill it." Dorian replied without a moments hesitation. He cleared his throat, "Just leave your dishes, someone will clean them for you. Now if you will follow me..." Dorian lead her around the main building starting from the basement. One of Mavens first sights of her new home was the indoor pool with tiles etched with mermaids, the kraken, and kelpie. Just next door was a full scale workout room with everything from a treadmill to a small rock climbing wall. Also in the basement was the laundry room and other basic cleaning necessities. Dorian explained that the first floor was rather normal, there was the kitchen, dining room, entertainment room, a library which served as the study, and a ballroom for whenever they have parties. Moving up, the second floor was were the servants slept, there were many empty rooms since the servant number was lower than usual but Dorian assured her that the longer she lived here the more crowded the second floor would become. Dorian ended the tour on upper floor, he showed her the observatory and finally her bedroom.


Mavens bedroom was enormous, so much so that there were two sections. The first could be found just outside of the door, there was an empty book shelf, a desk with plenty of paper and pens, a wardrobe and privacy screen. There was also a piano and cello, an easel, and other hobbies to keep a bored woman happy. The second part was slightly raised above the rest and it was here where you could find the king sized double bed, a more personal set of draws, and the set of glass doors which lead to the balcony. It was like a princesses room, a princess with a fondness for the color red. For the bedding, marble tiles, and curtains were all variants of red, pink, and purple, giving the room a rather warm and feminine touch.


All the while he explained a bit about her grandfather, "Lord Azzakar came here as a teenager, a teenager upset that he had to take charge of this estate. Yet in time he grew to accept his role and took it seriously, he even managed to find a wife while he was here. Perhaps something similar will happened to you." Dorian suggested with little humor before continuing, "After your mother was born, he ran off for many, many years, leaving your grandmother and the servants to raise your mother. However he returned not long after your mother... disappeared, to make sure the estate was still looked after. It was here he stayed until his death." Dorian motioned towards the room at this final statement. From the open balcony doors Maven could see that it was now pitch black outside besides the full moon positioned perfectly between the balcony door frame, the tour took longer an an hour to accomplish.

 

[Waylah]

Maven stared in wonder at the bedroom. It was safe to say that they had certainly prepared for her to be here... It made her slightly uncomfortable how perfect everything was. And sure, every girl wanted to be treated like a princess, but Maven began to wonder what exactly that would cost... "If this place made my Grandfather so unhappy why didn't he just sell it?" She yawned tiredly. "Did any of you ever get to meet my father? Or was that why my mother 'disappeared'?" She asked as she sat down in a chair, rubbing her eyes.

 

[Viper]

"This estate and all other properties connected to it, have been in your family for generations. Selling such a old building with so much family history is not as simple as you seem to think. Besides, most cannot afford it even if someone showed an interest." Dorian answered as he stood in the doorway. "I met your father once but-" Dorian started before his sentence was cut short by a high pitched whistle coming from outside. "Please excuse me miss, I am needed elsewhere, we will half to discuss this at a later date. Now you have a busy day scheduled for tomorrow, so I suggest you go to bed early. I will be here in the morning to wake you for breakfast and should your wish to bathe, your personal bathroom is right over there. Goodnight mistress." Dorian said with a bow, placing a closed fist over his heart before back out of the room and closing the door behind him. Maven was now alone for the first time since she arrived at the estate, the sole sound coming from the crickets outside.

 

[Waylah]

Maven yawned tiredly, happy to finally have the opportunity to try and get some rest. She stood up from her chair, and slowly slunk over to her new bed, where she collapsed. She closed her eyes and smiled, taking in the clean smells of the new bedding while thinking of the days past events. 'Who would have thought?'' She rolled onto her back and opened her eyes, taking in the view of the massive room... 'I'm still not entirely convinced this is all for real...' She sat up, noticing that her bags had been left in the corner of her room. 'I should really unpack... Eh, forget it.' She plopped back down on the bed, enjoying the sounds of the wildlife, and eventually, was lulled into a deep sleep.

 

[Viper]

"tress... mistress. It is time to wake up." Maven slowly blinked into a half awakened state to see silver eyes standing above her. "Good morning, I have your breakfast." Dorian said the moment he saw her eyes focus. He placed a silver tray on the bedside table. The tray had small silver bell, a cup of Assam Tea on it, a bowl of porridge with fresh fruits sliced on top, a hard boiled egg, and to top it off, a blueberry muffin. "Please enjoy. When you are finished and dressed for the day, just ring this bell and I will return. There are many things to do today and many people you must meet." As soon as Dorian was confident that you were not going to fall back asleep, he rushed out of the room as quickly as he had come. There were many things to do to prepare for the day after all.

 

[Waylah]

Maven eats breakfast quickly. She is thankful for the time the chefs probably took to put everything together for her, but is much to curious about the coming day to focus on the details of the meal. When she finishes, she scurries over to her bags and pulls out the few outfits she owns... For the moment, she wishes she could play along with the "mistress of the house" role with some awe inspiring dress, but because she made the mistake of wearing the only formal clothing she had yesterday, she had to make do with a simple pink blouse, and a pair of jeans. Once she finished getting dressed, she walked over to the tray and picked up the bell... reluctant to ring it... 'I have got to modernize this place... I feel horrible treating these people like... well... servants- and I guess they are- but it's just so strange...' Maven shudders, cupping the tiny bell in her hand, deciding she would rather just poke her head out her door in the hopes that Dorian, anyone for that matter, would be close by, rather than stoop to being such a snob. Being a foster kid, she had been treated like a servant in some homes herself, and didn't fancy it.

 

[Viper]

The hallway was as expensive and proper as the rest of the estate. The marble flooring was shining in the 8 am morning sunlight and the real gold candles fastened to the walls were unlit and the electric chandelier bulbs were turned off. Unfortunately there was no one in the hallway and it was as silent as the grave, normally you could at least hear the house settling or electricity running through the walls but somehow this old building didn't have any of those signs. At this point Maven had a few options, ring the bell like she dreaded or go out and try and find someone herself.

 

[Waylah]

Maven sighs, and slips the bell into one of her pockets. 'Might as well explore... I'm bound to bump into someone that way...' She heads off into the hall and walks to the study, hoping to catch a servant or two there and ask where Dorian is.

 

[Viper]

When Maven arrived at the study she found, instead of a simple office, a library. There were books stretching end to end, floor to ceiling, some had only been publish that year while others had binds that were falling to pieces from age. The ceiling was rather high, so much so that whoever built this place was able to squeeze in two mini floors of bookshelves into a single real floor. This was probably the most dirty of all of the rooms in the estate, which wasn't saying much since all this hall like room had in terms of dirt was a thin layer of dust on some of the bookshelves, signaling that these were not frequent reads. This room screamed out to the studious of all kinds, the bindings of some books were not in English and there were statues of owls and other creatures which symbolized knowledge.


There were a handful of tables and desks scattered about the room and opposite of the staircase was a door leading to the true study, a place where you could work by yourself without interruption. "Maven Azzakar...." A voice spoke from above. When Maven looked up she could see a boy about her age staring down at her with a book lazily being held from his hand. He was wearing a white button up shirt and a roughly tied tie, with black pants and shoes. He wore a pair of thin framed glasses over his deep blue eyes. He looked like a normal boy except for his hair, it was pale white, almost like an old mans yet there was no signs that he had dyed it, no dark roots or anything. "What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here for your lessons until after lunch" As he said this he slowly began walking down the staircase.

 

[Waylah]

"Oh?" Maven responded, completely caught off guard. "Lessons in what exactly? I came here to see if Dorian was around... apparently not... Do you know where he might be? ...And seeing that you obviously already know who am I, who are you? Are you here for lessons in something?" She shifts awkwardly, unable to stop staring at his hair... 'Knowing my luck, he's probably going to end up being some genius... and my teacher... Great first impression Maven... Grrreeeat first impression...' She focuses on his face the closer he gets, hoping he didn't really notice her keying in on his abnormal hair... "What book are you reading," She asked as a last ditch effort to try and make herself not look like a complete idiot.

 

[Viper]

When the white haired boy reached the bottom the the staircase, he leaned against the rails as he examined her in an obvious way, "Considering what you are wearing, you most likely haven't seen Dorian since breakfast, yes? So he is probably looking for you at this point, worried about falling behind on schedule I bet. Just stay in one place and he will find you" He didn't even bother to hide his expression which had been filled with a dumbfounded look ever since her statement "Of course I know who you are, everyone in this place knows. You are our mistress, our sole purpose, the one we must protect above our own lives, etc etc." He listed with dismissive gesture. "And to answer the rest of your questions, I am Aiden Grayson. YOUR tutor, expert in nearly all subjects. And this-" Aiden stared raising the book up in the air so it could be seen more clearly. Now that it was in plain sight, it was clear that the title and other writing was not anywhere near the English language, instead an ancient variation of Turkish "It is a a collection of fifteenth century documentations of the First Ottoman–Venetian War from the perspective of generals to peasants." He glanced at you with raised eyebrows, "By the time I am done teaching you, you will be able to tell me all about that war instead of looking at me like an awkward idiot." He rudely but easily said, taking her focused attempt at not looking at his hair to be the eyes of her trying to wrap her head around what he was saying.

 

[Waylah]

Maven's eyes widen, slightly with insult, mostly with bewilderment. "...Oookay... Well... ... See you later then..." She shuffled away quickly, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and awe. No one had been that purposely rude to her in a looooong time. It was actually pretty darn impressive. She practically flew out of the door to the study, her face still bright pink. 'What now.' She thought mournfully to herself as she sighed, sliding down the side of the door... 'I hope when Dorian finds me, I don't get as big of an earful from him too...' She rubbed her face in defeat, then reached into her pocket, pulled out the bell, and gave it a ring.

 

[Viper]

It took less then three minutes from Dorian's tall, dark frame to appear around the corner, "There you are.... what are you doing outside of the library? It doesn't matter, we need to return to your room, Marius has been waiting." With speed he reached down and helped you to your feet and started to lightly pull you through the halls and up the steps back to your room. Dorian holds the door open for you and speaks for you, "Marius will take good care of you, just take care not to be pricked. Lunch time is at one so if he finishes before then, feel free to do as you please." When you walked in he shut the door, leaving you alone with a stranger.


Maven turns to see a beautiful man wearing a black and red suit, a few buttons undone at the top. His hair was scarlet red and shoulder length, practically glowing against his porcelain skin. When Maven walked in she, Marius was holding up her dress from the day previous, he didn't even bother to put it down when he cast his amber eyes upon her "There you are princess, glad to see Dorian found you." He spoke with a welcoming, almost playful tone. He grinned at you, a true smile, clearly more natural than the polite smile Dorian was constantly giving. "You are a bit smaller than I expected but I must say you are rather beautiful. Those emerald eyes will look marvelous with so many dresses.This little thing and what you are wearing now will not do, they don't give your figure justice at all. " Marius signed with a dreamy look on his eyes as he tossed down your dress, " It will be nice to make clothing for a young lady once again instead of a grumpy old man's. I'm looking forward to it. Now please, remove your clothes. I need to get measurements." The red head pulled up a tape ruler and unwound it a bit.

 

[Waylah]

'These people don't mess around...' Maven thought to herself, remembering how just this morning she had wished to get some nicer things to wear. Maven laughed to herself and rolled her eyes, picking up on his playful attitude. "You people can't read minds right? When I was getting dressed this morning I was just thinking about how I was going to need more clothes..." She was sort of unhappy by how he dismissed her only dress, but understood. It was after all, just a hand-me-down from one of her foster homes, and he had been right when he said it didn't fit... But secretly, she hoped she wouldn't have to part with her jeans... 'Wait, undress?' Maven froze uncomfortably as she thought to herself, 'Well, I guess if he is going to custom make all the clothes I probably have too... Having servants is still really weird...' She hesitantly did as she was asked, feeling pretty awkward, but at the same time, excited that she was going to have something made just for her. She really did feel like royalty...

 

[Viper]

"Maybe we can... how else would we know to design your room around the color red?" He laughed with a wink, "And not only will you have more clothes, you are going to have a whole new wardrobe! We cant have out lady walking around, meeting important guests in jeans and a t-shirt... no offence to what your wearing now of course." Marius turned his back to Maven for a few moments and turned around just has she was about to remove her underwear and bra, "As much as I would love you to continue, you can keep those on. Dorian would get mad if he knew I 'corrupted' you with my gaze" He laughed, getting onto one knee and wrapping the cold tape around his ladies waist. That is where he stared and eventually he moved to her breasts, butt, neck, shoulders, and seemingly even minuscule measurements like her finger or ankle width. Every time he wrapped the tape around Mavans waist, his cold fingers brushed up against her exposed skin, sending chills. "There we are, that's everything" he said writing down the last measurement down into a little notebook he had. "I'll have your nightgown made before you go to bed tonight and I'll send Halina out for a bathing suit soon so you can enjoy the pool." He looked at the clock set up on your bedside table, "You have some time left before lunch, so do what you want. Normally I would be trying to get some one on one time with a lovely lady such as yourself but, duty calls. I'll see you later." He said with a wink before confidently walking out of your room, whistling an oddly familiar tune.

 

[Waylah]

Maven flinches when Marius flirts with her, and is relived when he leaves the room. 'He was the only nice one too... Drat.' She exits once she put her clothes back on, and for the first time in a long time, feels lost. She knows where most of everything is located... But what was there to do? Who even was she now? Her entire life's work was to try and get out of the system, assuming that once that happened, she'd try to go off to college so she would have a chance at getting a decent career... But now that this place happened, everything was different. She had everything she could have ever wanted, with no means to an end, but where did that leave her? What was there to work for now? 'Slow down," Maven thought to herself, 'It's only your first day here and you've already stressed yourself out...' She rubbed her eyes and started heading to the kitchen, even though it wasn't officially lunch. 'Everything is going to be great. You'll see, just give it some time... You'll warm up to it eventually... Just hide your jeans so you can still wear them every once in awhile...'